What the hell was I thinking posting on the planet after a night of boozing...

Let me clear this up...

A bunch of people I work with are gay, so they were going to this gay bar, and they invited everyone from work...no harm in that.

We go there, get plastered, then we decide to leave because its too gay for us. We then decide to walk to another bar.

While walking, my girl gets all pissed off, over god knows what and hails a taxi home, I tried to calm her down, but this didn't work. Being drunk, I assumed it was my fault.

The other group of people had kept walking, when one of them puked all over himself. So they stopped and got a taxi...just about the same time I met up with them.

So now its my and my buddy Ed, and he says that our friend Matthew is on the way. I'm super-drunk and sad (you know sad-drunk) at this point, and I didn't want to spend $40 on a taxi to my house, so I called my mom.

While waiting on the corner for my mom and Matthew, these 2 chicks walk up, I really dont remember what they look like, except that they were dressed like whores and I gave one of them my feather boa (ok that sounds gay, but I was a pimp). I told them my story and I guess they pity-made out with me....

My mom comes and gets me and takes me home, then I just puked all over myself and went to sleep....